Page 134 of My Forbidden Alpha

“No, and this Rossi’s pack is close to your old pack, but they’re both safe…” It doesn’t make sense.

Jessica nods. “Yes… I was just… I don’t know. For a moment, I wondered if Scarlett joined that pack again.”

“And why would she do that?”

“I don’t know,” she rubs her face and I frown.

If it was Elijah in Scarlett’s place, I can picture him wanting to overthrow his tyrant of a father, but this is Scarlett. She wouldn’t. I mean, that’s not possible.

“Well, I don’t think us worrying about it is going to help in any way, so how about I help you relax?” I suggest as I walk over to the door and lock it. Jessica looks up at me, her cheeks flushing as I stride towards her and she reaches up, grabbing me by the shirt and pulling me on top of her. Our lips collide and my eyes flash. It hits me at that moment as pleasure courses through me that tonight I can make her mine. Completely.

I begin undressing her, showering her with passionate kisses. “Tonight, I am going to mark you, baby.”

Her heart races as she looks up at me, her eyes flickering to Ella’s mark on my neck. “But… are you sure?”

“I’m sure. I’ve waited long enough,” I whisper, kissing heragain as I pull her against me.

I will always love Ella, but it is Jessica who is the woman in my life now. I love her and I want to mark her as my own, something I always thought would never be possible.

But now it is.

A Steamy Shower

Elijah

Ilift her from the bed, my lips never leaving hers. She locks her legs around my waist and we continue to kiss as I carry her to the bathroom. A soft whimper escapes her lips when my hand runs over her ass, slipping under her hospital gown.

I place her on the tiled bathroom floor, just long enough to tear the hospital gown off her. She smiles slightly, reaching for my shirt and pulling it up. I help her take it off as I tower over her, looking down at her small frame.

“You’re fucking tiny, in more ways than one,” I say, my eyes appreciating her naked state. I try not to let my gaze linger on the pulsing mark on her neck. I’m not going to let that get in the way of us. I pull her close, kissing her on the other side of her neck, and allowing her to unzip my pants, her fingers grazing against my abdomen as she does.

“Maybe tiny, but the perfect size to take your dick though,” she says softly, biting her lip as she runs her hand over the bulge in my pants and I harden under her touch.

“You’re right about that.” Pleasure rushes through me at her tantalising touch. “Fuck, sweetheart, and I thought you came in here to shower,” I groan teasingly, my fingers digging into herhips. Wanting to take her right now.

“I did,” she says, suddenly stepping away and turning her back on me. I smirk as she runs her fingers through her hair, giving me the perfect view of her sexy ass. She steps into the square shower cubicle, and I finish pulling my pants off before I get in behind her and flip the shower on.

She lets out a shriek as cold water pours down on us, making me laugh as she presses into me, trying to get away from the cold. I turn her away, shielding her from the cold downpour whilst I fiddle with the temperature switch until the water becomes warm. Drenched in cold water, I look down into her gorgeous green eyes.

“You sounded like a fucking high school girl with that scream,” I tease.

“If you haven’t noticed, Iama girl.” She glares at me before my smile fades away.

“I would say you’re a woman in every fucking way.” I softly cup her face and bring my lips against hers in a hot, passionate kiss. She pulls me closer by the neck as I place one hand under her ass, lifting her up and pressing her up against the wall. She moans against my lips, her pussy pressed against my hard abs.

I pull away from her lips, placing sensual kisses down her jaw and neck; kissing, licking, and sucking, leaving behind sparks of pleasure. Her hands twist in my hair tightly as she kisses me more roughly, tugging harder, and I welcome the pain.

I like the way she doesn’t act like a delicate little doll. I will never admit it, but I like that she takes what she wants rather than only being worried about what I want, like the rest of the women I have been with.

She tugs my head up roughly, kissing my lips and slipping her tongue into my mouth, both of us fighting for dominance. My fingers dig into her skin as she kisses my neck, sucking hard on the most sensitive area. I groan breathlessly as pleasure rollsthrough me.

She’s such a damn turn-on. I pull back, tugging her head back by her hair, and looking into her lust-filled eyes.

“You sure you’re ok?” I murmur, wanting to fuck her senseless, but I’m worried about her.

“Try me,” she replies softly, looking into my eyes with a defiant glint in her eyes. “Fuck me like it’s the last time.”

A flash of pain flickers through me, those words making my stomach twist, but she notices the change. She shakes her head, cupping my face.

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